Cold Brew Groove

[Verse]
Frothy magic potion, bottles clink, emotion,
Pub crawl locomotion, brewin' up commotion,
Amber liquid splashin' in a chilly glass,
Drinkin' tales from the past, toastin' up en masse.
[Verse 2]
Draft's flowin' steady, heady hops aplenty,
Gulpin' down a pint, feelin' like a deity,
Lager, stout, or pilsner, doesn't really matter,
Clutchin' on my brew, never feelin' sadder.
[Chorus]
Raise 'em up high, cheers to the sky,
Brew life mantra, barley 'til I die,
Hazy horizons in a golden cold ale,
Spillin' stories, never will we fail.
[Verse 3]
Keg in the back, brews to the brim,
Tap it right there, never feeling grim,
Spinnin' yarns 'bout life in the mug's rim,
Friends and foes, all in the dim.
[Verse 4]
Foam mustache vibes, suds kiss my lips,
Cold comfort zone, as my buzz grips,
Neglect the time, let the night eclipse,
Flowin' wort words, juice drips and drips.
[Chorus]
Raise 'em up high, cheers to the sky,
Brew life mantra, barley 'til I die,
Hazy horizons in a golden cold ale,
Spillin' stories, never will we fail.